Aftermath (Edit)

Hey, ho, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hey, hey, ha, ahh
Yeah

I like to think about the aftermath
When everybody in the world walks just like this
Man, you have to laugh, ha ha
I'd like to dedicate this to myself
When everybody in the world talks just like this
You don't have no one else
Blah, blah, blah
And when I think about you, bless your heart
With everybody on your back
Tryna tell you how to act, so you dress the part, ha
I only think about you half the time
We get to bringin' up the past
I be runnin' out of laughs, and I have to cry
Cry

(My feet, both my feet, both hurt)
(From walkin' away)
(Feet, both my feet, both hurt)
(From walkin' away)